The hard-working python bears who went out to collect vines returned to the entrance of the cave one after another. This place has become the base camp of the remaining python bears.
There was a fight between a man and a bear, spiritual consciousness and roars flying in the sky, punches to the flesh, feet and legs penetrated, of course the only one who got beaten was Kulu. The python bears have long been accustomed to this. They no longer have the original curiosity, and they are still doing whatever they should do.
As a child, the skin will become stronger after being spanked. We are adult bears and can't mess around.
Yingying Zhuozhuo's python bears were scattered around, giving Wu Mo a great sense of security, but the python bears would eventually leave. Facing the spiritual beings of Sisi's team, he and Kuru must have them as soon as possible. The power of self-preservation.
Going down to the cave to find a garden became their only sustenance.
But this is no reason to let Kuru go.
This time it was finally Wu Mo's turn to be proud and proud. He could be said to be singing like a turned serf. He said with a smile,
"Well, Your Highness Princess Kuru, aren't you and her sworn sisters? Are we so inseparable from each other?"
Kuru, who fell into the eyes of money, was regarded as a lackey of capital who had fallen into the water. He had to keep beating him hard. He continued to pursue,
"I think the three of you must be sisters. Now that you have made a little money, the bubble of friendship will burst!"
Opportunities like this slap in the face don't come often.
When it comes to talking nonsense, Kulu has never been afraid of Wu Mo. It carried its short paws on its back, took small square steps, and walked in a small circle. It tilted its little head sideways and said righteously,
"We are in a life-or-death relationship, and we are worshiping a passionate righteousness. How can you, a cold-blooded villain like you, understand this? Besides, brothers are still settling accounts. A little bit of copper odor can't drive a wedge between us and our sisters. This is clear and clear. You can learn from the moon.”
"Can you please show off your face? You can't even pass the test of copper smell, and yet you dare to speak so brazenly? Your face is really much thicker than the village walls of Meiji."
Kuru raised his head triumphantly,
"You have good eyesight. My ancestor said that there is an unparalleled wall in my spiritual pattern. If I can make it come out, even if Danurubi collides with other planets, it will not hurt me at all."
He said you were fat and you dragged me on!
"I call you Wushuang, I see you Wushuang, I beat you Wushuang!"
Unfortunately, the verbal war initiated by Wu Mo met with a shameful failure once again. In anger, he grabbed Kuru and beat him hard, saying,
"Kai Wushuang, let me have a good look..."
"I'm not going to slap the bear in the face, I'm warning you to stop. Oh, don't flick my nose! I see when this princess grows up, I won't sit on your butt and flatten you."
While the two were entangled, a python bear held a roe deer in its mouth and threw it beside Wu Mo and Kulu like a treasure.
The roe deer is a large herbivore that lives in the Orton Mountains. It is distributed over a wide range. It is named for the blocky spots on its body. It is very similar to the artiodactyl guys on its home planet Earth.
Wu Mo's taste buds immediately flooded with long-lasting memories. At that time, his father's indigenous group was given a piece of roe deer meat. The meat was tender and delicious, and the aftertaste of taking a bite was lasting.
Animals like the roe deer are very smart and careful. Once they start running, they cannot catch up with them at the speed of ordinary people. Wu Mo himself had never caught such a prey even if he dug holes and thought of countless tricks.
Seeing the flower roe deer, Wu Mo moved his index finger, quickly let go of Kulu, stood up, and shouted,
"No more fighting, hurry up, barbecue, barbecue."
As he ran, he turned back and smiled ferociously at Kulu,
"I'm going to let you off for a while today and let you have some memory. The consequence of such a tough talk is that your butt will blossom!
Kuru groaned and was about to reply when he thought of the word barbecue and shrank back. On this trip to Meiji, before it had any other insights, human delicacies had already conquered its appetite.
Wu Mo had already taken off his clothes and was asking the python bears to smash the wood. He followed behind with a small axe, swinging it up and down, and after a while he chopped out a pile of slender firewood, which he then poked out. It's very easy to get up.
Python bears are not afraid of fire. Of course, if it is a natural mountain fire, everyone has to hide. This one is not afraid of fire, it just means that python bears are not afraid of fires such as torches and piles.
Wu Mo silently drove stakes on the ground and set up two wooden forks. He made a circle with stones on the ground in the middle, cut a horizontal bar, estimated the height, and placed it horizontally on the forks. It's a standard barbecue grill.
Bleeding, disemboweling, removing the internal organs, cutting the roe deer into two pieces, stringing them together on horizontal poles, setting them up, lighting the fire, adding firewood, sitting down and waiting.
Wu Mo brought a lot of condiments this time. He flipped the roe deer while adding ingredients until it was slightly browned. It was half-cooked, which was in line with the taste of the python bears.
Wu Mo glanced at the number of python bears, wielded his dagger, and cut off four legs first. Then he picked up the roe deer and cut it into dozens of pieces with a dizzying swipe of the dagger. One python bear could get just enough of it. Not a big piece, not a small piece.
The python bears had never tasted such delicious food, and every one of them ate so hard that their eyes gleamed.
There were only four huge front and rear legs left, so Wu Mo made another cut in the middle, which made it much easier to bake them again. As the condensed fat crackled into the flames, the legs gradually became golden and crispy.
Of course, the bears who were watching were not in line to take this bite. The bear that was slurping was also smashed to the ground, and for a while they could only hear the sound of sucking.
Kuru had long forgotten the cruelty of Wu Mo's attack. He rubbed himself against Wu Mo's side, jumped on his short legs and asked repeatedly,
"Are you okay? Are you okay?"
If you don’t give it to anyone, you have to give it to this little ancestor.
After only a moment, Wu Mo and Kulu each held a piece of hind leg, squealing while burning it, and chewing it until their mouths were full of oil. He pointed to the remaining two front legs and arranged vaguely,
"You carry them tomorrow."
Seeing several python bears jumping around, Wu Mo stood up while gnawing on the roe deer's legs and guided the python bears to set up several racks.
Where's the meat?
Just go catch it!
Where's the fire?
It's very simple. When the fire is not in use, just leave a pile of ashes in the stove to warm the fire. When you need to use it, cover it with flammable materials and blow on it a few times to start the flames.
After thinking about it, Wu Mo taught the python bears two methods of obtaining fire, namely, striking rocks to make fire and drilling wood to make fire! For the python bears with spiritual strength, these are all trivial matters.
There is no need to cut the horizontal bar, that is Wu Mo's own style. The python bears don't even need to clean it up. They just use slender branches to skewer their prey and turn it back and forth to grill. It doesn't need to be fully cooked, just bake it until it's half-cooked, and the python bears can eat it.
As for the seasoning, there is nothing you can do about it. The ancestors of mankind have been eating it like this for hundreds of thousands of years. You can slowly explore it.
Food, shelter, and transportation are the three major things for living things. Once they eat cooked food and use tools, there is really only one final step left for the python bears to enter the ranks of a civilized race, and that is language ability.
Without the ability to speak, there is no possibility of thinking. Bears, just take care of yourself.
